Pop Sonnet #3340

Mincing shots for playback later
Calming down the frontal heat
And if there is something to crater
Along with the old beat

Of the reckless running of sleep
Where something is a symbol
And to really only keep
The last word as a nimble

Type of escape route meant
For us to abide along
With several in the sent
With what went to the song

That played over and over until I made
A different way to stay in the shade

Pop Sonnet #3341

That juice is running through the veins
Where I may need to rest again
Unless there are ways to lanes
That never ask you when

To get in touch with any sharp
Type of object that leaves
A mark behind when there is a tarp
Behind the chairs that weaves

And next up in the plan for success
There may be a way to get back
With anything that is under duress
And nothing will ever lack

Except for ideas in the sling
What did they all decide to bring

Pop Sonnet #3342

But my inspiration wears thin
Beneath the pressure of the sheer amount
Of whatever you had to lend
Into the number of poetry count

And they say it is quality and by that
I do ever so sweetly abide
To find out about now where I'm at
And go for a third ride

Unless there is a dream that takes
The mind to other places
And asks again for makes
And goes back to the races

Where someone has unlocked for you
Falling on the color blue

Pop Sonnet #3343

With all the lies I told to her
It may be over already
But I would like to incur
A further company to steady

With that girl I think I lost
So quick it always goes
And when there is a higher cost
Of that which is froze

And if completing this paradigm
Will add anything to the night
When there is just the time
To remain in flight

And guard the circle with a curse
Never mind how it could have been worse

Pop Sonnet #3344

Next time I go through this page
I will not even try to erase
The garden with the oval sage
And I will drink just in case

Where I was finding all to make
A tiny bit of courage when
To already have to fake
The only way to begin

On a lesson where I have failed
Is to ask if we will ever be
The only ones impaled
And then to take a pleasant fee

Of what makes it worth it to go on
Unless you got so close to dawn

Pop Sonnet #3345

And after the smoke I'm feeling light
Headed to sympathetic kisses
And when she wants to make it right
I know there are misses

To be accounted for in the hall
Of an important make of dish
That came back through there very small
And counterattack the wish

That never would have worked
For anyone that knows me
It will be a sudden lurk
That sneaks along the sea

Where there are official pages gone
I could always go along

Pop Sonnet #3346

Unless I had made so much progress here
There could not be a failure
Except the stupid paper fear
That led into the pale cure

Of a split word frozen talk
Where I have asked for more
And then to further go for block
By standing at the door

And waiting for the package of mine
It is full of joy
Where there are former in the line
To market the next ploy

And going into several stores
To find the only working whores

Pop Sonnet #3347

Unless I get to the bottom search
Where nothing is ever found
And I will mark you into church
When they have been renowned

For all the practicing and applying
Knowledge to the fore
Come back into the crying
Mode behind the doctor's door

Where metal keeps us from the room
And no one can break down
The company has turned to bloom
For anyone that is around

For words repeat here in this tome
I will only write at home

Pop Sonnet #3348

And keep it fresh even as it sinks
Into a mire of flooded banks
Water is for us in drinks
And we will need some thanks

For keeping the sun out all year
And burning from the heat
In summer we will hide our fear
And ask you for a sheet

Of all the things you can make
For us to see the end
Where they were only meant to take
A bitter type of bend

That came back around to seek your help for
A full on run across the floor

Pop Sonnet #3349

Sometimes autopilot takes good care
But sometimes I lose words and games
I would just have to know where
The changes are the same

And make me rush into a fight
When there is a pulled out chart
Next to anyone that can light
Up a candle for a heart

That approaches with uncertainty
And lessens the slack when climbing
And play along so joyfully
When all along I'm rhyming

For the quest to write a lot of pages
And to swallow back the rages